im just one big cyst on one big allusion of happiness. 
im getting so tired.

i am quite possibly the tick in the wall that is tip-tapping its way in (or is it out).  ive never been good at walking through grass with sandals on and keeping my feet dry, clean, untouched--even when it hasnt rained for days ( Read more... )

besides a few bumps, life is good.

and im not afraid to admit it.

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this spring break is just plain overwhelming...
so many faces i havent seen in so long
[and they are beautifully familiar].
so many tastes and sounds and touches, i almost feel as if ive never been here before.

when will i learn to stop setting myself up for disaster?  i fall in love with tornados, play in pits of snakes with gaping fangs, dangle my ( Read more... )

i feel like a thousand bucks.

despite the fact that i was throwing up from 5am until around noon on valentines day...
it was probably one of the best ive ever had.

its amazing how much you can learn about a person by having nothing to do or nowhere to go for over twelve hours...
i believe pillow talk is now my favorite thing to do with sydney.

im finally giving up on the poem.
im just going to let the muse read it,
see what she thinks/does,
and then go from there.

god, bleeding words is worse than bleeding blood. kleenexes dont work damnit!

ive spent most of my day watching the saddest episodes of grey's anatomy i've ever seen ( Read more... )

i cant sleep.
i havent been able to sleep at night for three days now.
what the hell is the matter with me?
i dont want to get out of bed, but i dont want to close my eyes.

i think its happening:  im not sleeping so i wont have nightmars.

i want to be taken on a date.  im craving attention.